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CotA agrees: I often find a baseball bat to the face helpful in debt collecting. Whether you're owed money or not.
SpoonsAreCool agrees: I'm going to go ahead and agree with CotA.. baseball bat and face. If you're not into violence, tell her mother that her daughter is a little bitch and you want your money back!
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I'll see what I can do, tis a shame I don't own any baseball bats aha.


On a slightly different note...I think I'm allergic to something in my room but I have no idea what. It's so annoying! ::huh1::
 
My freshman are all about to die bloody. I gave them a quiz today on reading they were supposed to do over the weekend. Maybe two of them (from my first class--I have two more today and they might die bloody, too) did the reading. The rest of them were completely unapologetic about NOT having read, and actually asked me to "drop this quiz"!!!! My first response (which I managed to curb) was "f*** no!" Why in the world would they think I would REWARD them for NOT DOING THEIR WORK?!

And I can't even bring myself to look at the assignments they turned in because the very top one was done in 20-point font. *facepalm*

I need Spring Break now. Please?
 
R
Revolver
When I was in school, I enjoyed getting rewarded for not working.
My tooth hurts, but I keep forgetting to call my orthodontist so she can make an appointment with one over here in Maastricht so he/she can say whether or not, and if so when, I am to have surgery (because, you know, I have a freak tooth hidden in my jaw and it puts a load of pressure on the root of a normal tooth). But to be honest, I am a bit scared of the whole concept of jaw surgery, because, apparently, it hurts. And it heals very slowly.
Also, I'm almost out of money. And I'm tired and I should be reading stuff but I am not.
 
I am about ready to explode.. I pity anyone close to me when that happens. People are so dim sometimes..
 
This morning, I was hell-bent on murder. Seriously. I had a sleepover the night before last, then again last night, and I was on my best friends laptop 'til 5am then I ended up waking up at about 12. I was knackered, and I forgot I was supposed to be getting picked up at half eleven. I'd barely even got up and dressed when my Mum texted me and told me she was picking me up, so I wasn't too bothered.
Then she came and we got in the car and she told me we were supposed to be going shopping. And then twice she said 'I don't want to take you like that, your hair is a mess and have you seen your face this morning?' normally she's not bothered what people look like and I was SO insulted. Then she said it again, so I told her I wasn't going. So she drove us home and kept shouting at me and saying I'd ruined her plans for the day so I was kinda like WTF? Then she made me go in the house, and then eventually told me we could still go out. I was so confused and pissed off.
 
Grrr, I am annoyed. I was supposed to spend the holiday weekend catching up on my sleep, but then I just HAD to get really sick and I've gotten about two hours of sleep in the last three nights. And now I feel like crap and I'm in a horrible mood.
 
I had yet another class not do the reading.

So I threw them all out.

The probably saw it as a reward--"woohoo! We got out of class early!"--but I was just too pissed off to deal with them. They're lucky I took their homework and didn't give them all zeros on the quiz (I haven't graded them yet, but I'm pretty sure they all failed it anyway).
 
Okay, remember last week when I had to do this stupid practicum that I failed? Well, today I have to o it again, and it's raining outside AGAIN. This whole thing is doomed before I even started again.
 
Guys are just getting more and more shameless these days, aren't they?
Today when I was cycling home (and I had to go up a hill, so I needed to stand up on my bike for some extra strenght) some guy who passed by on his motorbike slapped my ass. I mean, come on! I was so shocked I was at a loss for words!
 
^ He must be a skilled driver, Cangel. One hand.

Ahh, I feel like a spring. A spring that's about to ...spring? (Does that make sense?)
And, the weed I've got is shit. It's got plastic in it, again.
 
Some scumbag freelance designer, is trying to steal my clients. So in order to keep them, i have to drop prices, and finish work faster. Which means I have to do about a months work, in a week. Yawn. Which means my time on the lovely Buffy Boards, will be very limited for the next week, maybe longer. Little punk.
 
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I want a damn cheesy crunchy gordita and Taco Hell says their "seasonal". How the hell is a TACO seasonal?!
 
I'm feeling depressed today. For no reason what so ever, although I think that's sort of the point of depression. I just feel miserable and I can't explain it. Buffy doesn't help. Comedy doesn't help. Cheeseburgers don't help. Cigarettes don't help. Just ignoring it doesn't help (because I've been doing that for the past couple of days). My last resort right now is a bottle of sangria in the fridge, but I want to be a bit careful with that because a hangover when I've got class tomorrow at 830 won't help much either. Meh³

---------- Post added at 07:59 PM ---------- Previous post was at 07:40 PM ----------

But, on a more positive note, I passed my political philosophy course 🙂
 
Washburne
Washburne
*hugs*
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Big Damn Hero
Lame e-hugs that are nothing compared to a real hug but it's the thought that counts... Hope you feel better soon. [Good thing there's no word limit on this thing!]x
I can't WAIT to move out of my flat!

Quite frankly I live with pigs. I'm the one that takes the trash out when it overflows (even though I generally don't add to the general rubbish in the kitchen because I always take out my own mess), I'm the one that does all the dishes in the sink, that buys detergent, that sweeps the floor....and yet there are OTHER people complaining to the landlord that our place isn't tidy? ARE YOU FECKING KIDDING ME?!?!

If you want it tidy....CLEAN UP YOUR OWN FECKING MESS!!!! Don't complain to the landlord so that he has to text all of us about the state of the flat. I can't be assed to clean up the place ALL OF THE TIME. There are THREE other people that add to the mess, if if they weren't such FECKING PIGS, we'd have a clean flat!


ARGHHHHHH!!!!!!!


I can't wait to move out.
 
C
CotA
Dunfermline is very tidy, we always take the trash out, wash dishes, sweep up etc etc *hint hint*
I'm sick and tired of re-living the rape every night in my head, and my psychologist having too many other more important things than to get my DBT sorted out. & then the pills I have to take for the Bipolar make me tired, which makes me more depressed than I was to start with, but without the manic-ness to counter-ballance it. & I know that's a good thing, really, but sometimes it really doesn't feel like it does.

& the mental health forum I go on, well, I can't. Because the bitch that slept with my (now ex, at the time current) boyfriend is on there looking to make my life hell & uses everything I say against me. & I'm fat and I'm supposed to be going to Centre Parcs this weekend with all the family (like 30 of us) and I don't wana wear a swimsuit - not to mention the fact that my beloved father doesn't know about my cleavage micro-dermal yet and will flip if/when he finds out.

AND I've been REALLY ill the last few days (physically). It's been over 3 months since I last self harmed (severely, one minor slip up) and I'm craving it so so much. Just to feel anything, right now, apart from being torn apart inside out by the man I hate more than anything else in this world.




Man, that felt good.
 
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